This morning, I got up a little earlier in order to make my way to Times Square to purchase rush tickets for a show I saw an ad for. I got to the theatre with time to spare and there were only four or five people ahead of me at the box office, so I had no trouble getting tickets for that night's performance.

My next stop was a few blocks away to the B&H Photo/Video Superstore. I've ordered a variety of photo equipment from their online store over the years, and figured I might as well take a look around in their brick and mortar store. Plus, I was still short one lens cap from the one that decided to test its swimming ability in Charleston, SC. The store was very large and based on a system I had never seen before. As a customer finds products they want to purchase, they take them to a service desk where they are given a ticket for the item. The item itself is then put into a plastic tub and whisked away by an automated conveyor system that runs throughout the entire store. Any other item you get will be scanned and matched with a barcode on the ticket

. It allows the many shoppers to purchase all they like without having to waste space accommodating shopping carts. After you've been through the store and finished shopping, you go to the payment desk near the door, hand them your ticket, and pay for your items. They will hand you a claim ticket which you take to the next set of desks right in front of the exit, and the workers there will exchange the claim ticket for your purchases, which are already bagged. Kind of a neat system aside from the fact that, on a busy day, you would end up having to wait in different three lines to buy anything.

I stopped for a quick bite to eat at Ray's Pizza near Time's Square. It was pretty fantastic, but I have to say that the New York pizza I've had thus far still isn't the best pizza I've ever had. The best pizzas I've ever eaten were from the Kro's Nest in Beijing, China. Starting with a small pizza joint near the Beijing University, he eventually opened a second (much larger) restaurant in the middle of the city. I don't think any of the Marines ever bothered getting anything smaller than the largest pie available. It was pretty much a guarantee that if you brought one home you would not be the only person eating it. The best part was that a large in its box had to be turned at an angle to fit into the door of the Suburban and also to fit through the door of our house!

After lunch I hopped on the subway and then on a bus to make my way up to LaGuardia Airport to meet up with my mom. After finding each other and hugging hello, we waited to take the bus and then subway back to the hotel while chatting about the trip.

We checked into the hotel, but didn't dawdle for long before heading back out the door

. Our first stop was to St Patrick's Cathedral which I had missed on my last trip to New York. We didn't spend too long inside, as there was a service about to begin.

Wanting to get some dinner before heading to our show, I looked up a few options on my phone. We decided to try Indian food since my mother had never tried it before, and I had been craving it for a few weeks. The spot we found, Tadka, was small and unadorned, but the food was good and satisfied my cravings.

Our show for the night was: Lend Me a Tenor, and it was being performed at the Music Box Theatre. The show takes place in a hotel suite and focuses on a producer who has arranged for a star tenor to sing in his show. A series of unfortunate events and accidents occur and hilarity ensues. I don't want to give much of the show away in case you ever have a chance to see it, but one of the main things that drew me to this show was the fact that Tony Shaloub (Monk) was one of the stars of the show. The show also starred Anthony LaPaglia (Without a Trace, Summer of Sam) and Justin Bartha (The Hangover, National Treasure). Our seats ended up being just a couple of rows from the front but on the extreme left side, so while we couldn't always see everything that was happening, the show was great.

After leaving the theatre, we stopped to grab a salt-encrusted pretzel from a cart vendor and hopped the metro back to our hotel for th